Zhang Junyue stood frozen, utterly dumbfounded.
"Choose a dorm leader. Choose one now. The vice dorm leaders can resign themselves. Zhang Junyue, I expect to see your transfer application on my desk tomorrow. How did a disgrace like you end up under my command?"
With that, Supervisor Hong shot into the air and left, tossing back a distant, "Once you've chosen, report the results to me!"
"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations! Tie, haha! Who could've guessed? You fought tooth and nail against the dorm leader for his position and lost, and now, in the blink of an eye, you've become the damn dorm leader yourself. Tie, your luck's through the roof!"
As soon as Tie Dagang returned to the courtyard, Jiang Fei dragged him into Xu Yi's room and let loose all the teasing he'd been holding back.
By now, dusk had fallen, and the farce at Room Thirty-Six had long since ended.
With Xu Yi's enthusiastic recommendation, Tie Dagang had successfully become the new dorm leader of Room Thirty-Six.
It wasn't that Xu Yi didn't want the job. He had to avoid suspicion. He couldn't take down Zhang Junyue and then plop himself into the seat. He did have some regard for his reputation, after all.
Of course, how much he cared about his reputation depended on the size of the benefits. Once they crossed a certain threshold, Esteemed Official Xu could peel off his own face at any time and trample it underfoot.
As a proper Old Devil, how could he let something like pride hold him back?
To put it plainly, Tie Dagang doing the job wasn't much different from him doing it himself.
Tie Dagang grinned and laughed uproariously. He couldn't even pretend to be serious; this was just too wonderful. A pie from the heavens had